An elephant was walking in a park. With each
| Elephant jokes
An elephant was walking in a park. With each step he took, he squished many little ants. Upset, the ants began to crawl up on the elephant -- first his legs and then up all over his body. When the elephant started feeling all the little ants on him, he shook hard, making all the little ants,
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If you take an Oriental person and spin
| Ethnic jokes
If you take an Oriental person and spin him around several times, does he become disoriented?'
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A cop pulls a car over on the highway for
| Police jokes
A cop pulls a car over on the highway for speeding. When he asks for the driver's license, the driver argued, "Speeding??? But officer, I was only trying to keep a safe distance between my car the the car in back of me."
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Why didn't the chicken skeleton cross
| Bird jokes
Why didn't the chicken skeleton cross the road ? Because he didn't have enough guts
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There were those three guys, a
| Blind jokes
There were those three guys, a priest, a doctor and an engineer, and they were playing golf. But the group before them was extremely slow and at each hole they waited hours. Finally the priest asked around, why was that other group was so slow? He was told that they were very courageous firemen
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Joe has been seeing a psychoanalyst for four years for treatment of the fear that he had monsters under his bed. It had been years since he had gotten a good night’s sleep. Furthermore, his progress was very poor, and he knew it. So, one day he stops seeing the psychoanalyst and decides to try something different. A few weeks later, Joe’s former psychoanalyst meets his old client in the supermarket, and is surprised to find him looking well-rested, energetic, and cheerful. “Doc!” Joe says, “It’s amazing! I’m cured!” “That’s great news!” the psychoanalyst says. “you seem to be doing much better. How?” “I went to see another doctor,” Joe says enthusiastically, “and he cured me in just ONE session!” “One?!” the psychoanalyst asks incredulously. “Yeah,” continues Joe, “my new doctor is a behaviorist.” “A behaviorist?” the psychoanalyst asks. “How did he cure you in one session?” “Oh, easy,” says Joe. “He told me to cut the legs off of my bed.”